Romance was taking a backseat to my external self exploration anyway, so I just went with it.More years passed, and with it came the internet and IRC ...Internet RelayChat). By the time I started in using IRC, I had already been using theinternet long enough to know the value of the anonymity it offers as wellas the difficulty of getting the truth from people while having aconversation. It was exactly those 2 factors that lead me to run a littleexperiment on both myself and the people I would. She welcomed me with a slight wicked smile but I didn’t recognize the inner reason and went in. then I asked all the formal questions like a school mate and then asked her whats the problem with the computer. Hearing all the problems of computer she told I went to repair it. Then while repairing I heard a sound of water falling down the floor. I asked her whats that sound and she told that she is bathing. After few minutes the sound stopped and then suddenly I heard someone screaming out of. And it’s only a sampler for when I get you home.’ ‘We’ll mail these off then, eh, Stan? Then we can get some work done, and then later on you can give me your full attention…’ Stan nodded, smiling. ‘A promise is a promise, Denise,’ he told her. Honesty made her reply, ‘Oh, you never actually promised, Stan.’ ‘I have now,’ he answered, with a smile. – – – – – – – – – – Anne was at her workstation when she heard Ken’s voice. ‘Anne, can you spare a moment, please?’ She was deep in concentration so. And he spoke of Bill.I sat there mesmerized. Each of us had met him. It was that othernight. He spoke of his philosophies, his visions, perceptions. Hespoke of life and destiny. And he spoke of his lusts, his appetites anddesires. Together, we had both been together with him briefly thatnight.What had happened to me was unworldly. Sitting here, now, I felt hisunworldly presence. He gave no true answers as to who he was but Isensed he was not of this time. I'd sensed it for a moment.